While visiting my husband last night at the ALF, he was Sun-downing (walking) so I was walking along with him. A lady resident met us, she always ask, either who she is sleeping with or going home with. Same as every night, She ask me, I told her I wasn't sure. She remarked how lucky I was to have someone. She was so right, even though my husband no longer knows my name or able to carry on a conversation, he still smiles when he sees me, so yes I am lucky.
I try my best to appreciate what is still left of the man I have loved since I was 17 years old...not always do I feel lucky, however, when that sweet lady who is always walking & looking for someone to sleep with her or take her home, said, " I was lucky," it just hit me that yes I am lucky.
Kadee, I continued to feel lucky, especially my husband went into placement. I saw so many who had no one and I knew that Charlie and I were both lucky to still have each other even though our lives were not what we wished they could be. Don't they touch your heart when they ask where they are going to sleep and how they are going to get home.
In all things we can see good. We just have to look for it. I am blessed to have a family and friends who understand the situation and are there when I need them. Situations like ours do show us who are friends really are.